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Take this kiss upon the brow! And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow--
You are not read more
Take this kiss upon the brow! And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow--
You are not wrong who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.
What a man is ashamed of is always at bottom himself; and he is ashamed of himself at bottom always read more
What a man is ashamed of is always at bottom himself; and he is ashamed of himself at bottom always for being afraid.
I've been in a lot of trouble and come out of it. I think it shows a lot of good read more
I've been in a lot of trouble and come out of it. I think it shows a lot of good character.
to be nobody-but-myself in a world which is doing its best, night and day, to make me everybody else means, read more
to be nobody-but-myself in a world which is doing its best, night and day, to make me everybody else means, to fight the hardest battle which any human being can fight, and never stop fighting.
Never frown...even when you're sad you never know when someone is falling in love with your smile.
Never frown...even when you're sad you never know when someone is falling in love with your smile.
In its function, the power to punish is not essentially different from that of curing or educating.
In its function, the power to punish is not essentially different from that of curing or educating.
You grow up on the day you have your first real laugh at, yourself.
You grow up on the day you have your first real laugh at, yourself.
I don't want to get to the end of my life and find that I just lived the length of read more
I don't want to get to the end of my life and find that I just lived the length of it. I want to have lived the width of it as well.
Unexplained joy is always so keen that... it seems to hold enough to reconcile one to the inevitable.
Unexplained joy is always so keen that... it seems to hold enough to reconcile one to the inevitable.